NGs Fanfics

Nera Granić / '92 / Croatian . >> Fic Masterlist << . >> AO3! << . In which I post various fanfic ideas, AU ideas and small snippets of various scenes that are who knows where in the timeline. Will I ever write a full fic? Well that’s the question isn’t it? I sure will try. . Only OCs, art and similar smaller stuff belongs to me, if there is original work it’ll probably be posted on a different site. ☕ Support me on >> Ko-Fi << ☕ @ neragranic

[writing-prompt-s]

A dating service where matching is based on people’s search history exists. You’re a serial killer. You go on a date with a writer.

[endreams-s]

Serial Killer: metaphorically, if you were to kill someone, how would you do it?

Writer: Air shot between the toes, it’ll look like a heart attack.

Serial Killer who is obviously in love already: *sucks in a breath* ok

[honeypressed]

Writer: how long would it take to die if you were to potentially stab someone in the guts

Serial killer: anywhere from 2 to 30 minutes

Writer, already bringing a ring out: *shaking* thanks

[moonreflectioninthefragglepond]

A++ addition

[tetsuskitten]

Writer: *shows the serial killer the murder scene they’re writing* babe, i’m not sure if this would actually work?

Serial killer: *kisses writer on the forehead and leaves, comes back later, a suspicious scent of blood coming off them* it works baby, you’re doing great

[tigerliliesandcherryblossoms]

I LOVE THIS

[vmohlere]

Oh no, murder comedy is my jam

[laziestofthedreamers]

I love this, I love all of this, but quick question, does the author know? Like are they aware that their significant other is a serial killer or do they just think that they have a morbid sense of humor? It’d be even funnier if the author had no fucking clue, like how Aurthur Conan Doyle was apparently stupidly gullible, and on top of it they’re a horror or crime novelist. Like the serial killer works at a butcher shop or something so it’s completely normal for them to come home smelling like blood, no murders going on here, no sirey. Just my darling coming back home from a long day at work.

Now fast forward a bit and the author has managed to get their first book published, with loving support from the serial killer who helped them fine tune all the murder scenes, and it’s a big hit. Enough so that a detective with the local police department has noticed some disturbing similarities to several active cases, including details that were never released to the press. Obviously he brings this up to his superior and convinces him that there’s something to the theory, but it’s all circumstantial right now. He stakes out the author’s home and is super convinced that the author is the murderer, but they don’t seem to do anything??? Like they literally are at the house all day, that’s it. Most they do is leave for groceries.

So you get this dynamic of the serial killer mining the author for creative murder schemes, the author being lovingly encouraged by the serial killer, and finally the detective who is just so sure that the author is the killer and that if he sticks it out long enough he’ll FINALLY have proof.

[pamgkrthwrites]

Plot twist, The serial killer and detective use to go out so it gets sub what personal. 

“You need to stop seeing them. I think they are a serial killer.”

Serial killer breaths in. “Look-”

[ladyhavilliard]

…perfect

[outerspacekake]

I don’t like actual murder mysteries, but this is perfect

[yourpotatotwiceremooved]

THE ORIGINAL POST HOW DID I GET SO LUCKY

[bansheeoftheforest]

PLEASE do yourself a favour and check out this wikipedia-styled template for google drive, made by @ Rukidut on twitter

I decided to try to sort my ideas and whats canon regarding my ocs with this and ITS PERFECT. IT ALL FEELS SO CONRETE. and i sure as hell AM Going to continue to use this with every single OC I have until google drives is set ablaze- Just!!!!!!!!

Also; link directly to the doc, just copy the file and you have your own lil template!!!!

[sailforvalinor]

The question hidden within enemies-to-lovers is “who will love me at my worst?”, the question hidden within friends-to-lovers is “who will love me at my most mundane?”, hope this helps

[doubledecks]

“While many people think fanfiction is about inserting sex into texts (like Tolkien’s) where it doesn’t belong, Brancher sees it differently: “I was desperate to read about sex that included great friendship; I was repurposing Tolkien’s text in order to do that. It wasn’t that friendship needed to be sexualized, it was that erotica needed to be … friendship-ized.” Many fanfiction writers write about sex in conjunction with beloved texts and characters not because they think those texts are incomplete, but because they’re looking for stories where sex is profound and meaningful. This is part of what makes fan fiction different from pornography: unlike pornography, fanfic features characters we already care deeply about, and who tend to already have long-standing and complex relationships with each other. It’s a genre of sexual subjectification: the very opposite of objectification. It’s benefits with friendship.”

— Francesca Coppa, “Introduction to The Dwarf’s Tale,” The Fanfiction Reader (via francescacoppa)

Someone put it into words. I gotta sit down

[queeranarchism]

(Why does this belong on my decidedly not-fan-fiction-related blog, you ask? Because this quote illustrates very well how assuming that anything where people put sex in it is debasing it, objectifying it, or simply ‘sexualizing’ it, etc. often misses a lot of the real picture of why people do that thing.)

[ngfics]

Heads up!

I compiled my scenes and snippets from Nature of Nurture and posted them on AO3 for an easier reading time!

I did not edit anything or add anything (aside from some spelling mistakes I caught) so it's still as is

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15 - Future, Decimo Era

No one bothers the Varia about it.

Iemitsu's disappearance is made note of, in passing, not even unusual for it's lack of reaction.

"Trash is dead." is all Xanxus says. He doesn't give any further answers, only throws glasses, but Squalo notes that he does glance as Sawada the younger - or only one now - a bit longer than usual.

Squalo keeps his mouth shut on it.

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Intuitive Conclusions (sharp teeth of truth) - 14 - Future, Decimo Era

There's a particular bonding condition that Tsuna doesn't think his Guardians fully understand, not all of them or even most of them. It did not click for them, because it was not a thing that Tusna spoke of to them, not a thing that they went through together.

It is hatred.

Specifically, hatred of one's father.

Now, it's not a secret that Tuna doesn't like Iemitsu, but - Tsuna's anger had always looked sharp and bright and loud to everyone around him. They've seen him snarl and shout and scream at Byakuran, Jaeger, any enemy who really pissed him off at the time.

His emotions are smoother these days, because he's older, but he still seems warm.

Tsuna's hatred is cold.

It's an abyss and bite of Zero-Point ice. It's cutting and precise and so very quiet.

So while all of his Guardian know that Tsuna is cold to Iemitsu, not all of them realize that Tsuna truly hates him. Ones who seem to have noticed it most clearly are Hibari and Lambo. Mukuro as well, after his last assignment.

Though only Mukuro seems to have understood that this was a bonding condition all of Tsuna's Guaridans achieved. Hatred of one's parent, more specifically, their fathers.

I makes Mukuro side-eye Yamamoto Takeshi for a full week.

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Intuitive Conclusions (sharp teeth of truth) - 13 - Future, Decimo Era

It takes more than half a year for anyone to realize that Iemitsu won't be coming back.

Part of this is the orders Tsuna gave him, long term missions with little contact - part of it was the man's own nature, extra detours, extra digging - trying to prove himself - he was always late, by at least a week.

It made people pity him for having his own son for a  Boss. Having made a bad ploy and only reaping misfortunes instead of benefits form it.

"Are you sure he's missing?" is all Tsuna asks when it reaches him. He doesn't even stop writing - granted this has happened before - in fact, Tsuna made sure of it, sending Iemitsu on progressively longer and longer missions.

Disguised as him being fed up with Iemitsu, it wasn't even a lie - so it was the best kind of deception.

There have been a bunch of false alarms and when there's a lot of false alarms...people stop reacting.

Hayato looks harried. "As far as we can tell." Irritation colours his tone, not with Tsuna's question -for Hayato could never be irritated with Tsuna- but with Iemitsu. Time under Tsuna's rule has shown off Iemitsu's professional inadequacies - if simply because Tsuna would not overlook a single mistake - and if Tsuna wouldn't than Hayato would go over everything with a microscope for good measure.

You spent all your life working here, you better have some actual skill to show for it - is what Tsuna had told him the first time Iemitsu tried to write off mistakes that stood out glaringly to Tsuna's intuition. I will always hold you to a higher standard - is what he said to feed the man's ego, an insult - not that Iemitsu noticed.

Tsuna hums as the places his signature on another piece of paperwork.

He glances up to Hayato and Basil, who looks drained to the bone. Tsuna puts his pen down and asks for details.

Tsuna doesn't know the details. He didn't ask for more than confirmation of a mission being finished and Mukuro didn't volunteer. Somehow Tsuna is distantly...excited to find out what sorts of horrors Iemitsu was subjected to - though it's probably better that Iemitsu never be found again.

Then again...a lack of a body may have it's own problems.

Never mind. It will be dealt with however it turns out.

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Intuitive Conclusions (sharp teeth of truth) - 12 - Future, Decimo Era

Tsuna speaks as soon as Hayato's steps go out of earshot.

"The white file is for you." He doesn't stop going through his paperwork. The matter will be handled no matter what, Tsuna has waited this long, he can wait more.

Mukuro takes cue from his tone and doesn't offer a quip, not even a single chuckle. His form materializing out of thin air as the takes the file from he desk. One Tsuna had lovingly put together over the years, adding and subtracting as fit. Mostly adding though.

"If you don't want to do it I'll delegate it to someone else." Byakuran, he'll ask Byakuran for Torikabuto.

Byakuran will agree. Truth. His intuition hums.

"Read it in full before you decide." Is all Tsuna says when he feels Mukuro's eyes on him.

To his credit, Mukuro takes a seat at the visitor's couch and goes through the file - well, more of a package. The feeling in the air tells him that no one will see Mukuro or the file should they suddenly enter, like most of the family or Reborn love to do. That already speaks of the Mist's thoughts.

The file doesn't hold every single detail of Iemitsu's misdeeds and lists upon lists of what Tsuna would like done to the man, but Tsuna can tell that Mukuro can fill in a lot of the blanks with retrospective of Tsuna's actions, Tsuna's flames.

All of his Guardians have extensive knowledge of how he kept Iemitsu busy, yet rarely took reports directly. How he took great pains to subtly remove him from his mother's life - make it seem like Iemitsu's both needed and useless in turn.

Moving the goalposts further at a measured pace.

They must have thought he was returning Iemitsu's treatment of Tsuna back on the man. But Tsuna hasn't cared about his relationship with that man in what feels like an age.

He can tell by the fluctuation in Mukuro's flames that the Mist has reached the part about his mother, about Shimon. About lobotomy.

Its taken years to get things somewhat back on track with his mother. Took him years to stealthily introduce Kozato family back into his mother's life. Even if she couldn't remember a thing. Even if her memories may never return. They are still there in whatever capacity possible - in whatever capacity they wish, he's managed to give them an option.

Mukuro closes the file.

Tsuna doesn't stop writing.

Mukuro leaves with the file.

Tsuna smiles.

Cold. Cutting.

All traces of Mukuro's flames are gone from the room, dispersed beyond sense range of anyone but Tsuna.

Good.

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Intuitive Conclusions (sharp teeth of truth) - 11 - Inheritance Arc

Tsuna is going to destroy Iemitsu.

He knows this with cold clarity of a Hyper Dying Will mode. Tsuna is not in any sort of Dying Will mode, but he finally feels like he could enter it without any 'help'.

His future self had Iemitsu killed and Tsuna wonders if that self knew what he knows now.

His intuition hitches in a familiar way...so  that self probably suspected something, but did not know the full story.

Tsuna hums lightly and leans on the fence more. It's to be expected, because with what he knows now, with how he feels right now-

Death is too merciful. Too quick.

Tsuna breathes in.

It's not enough.

He needs more.

He wants to extract every single moment of his mother's suffering from Iemitsu's sorry hide.

Tsuna has no idea how he's functioned for the past three days, after crying half a lake on Enma's shoulder he- he must have disassociated. Enma did look concerned - and Tsuna apologized for that a whole lot though his cousin wouldn't hear of it. He dragged himself home and passed out. When he was awoken by Reborn his mind was in this state.

Cold. Cutting.

Maybe Reborn, Nono, Iemitsu- all of them were right and he truly did make a good career criminal.

His intuition says nothing. Not a hum.

Tsuna huffs.

He turns and goes back home. An idle thought crosses his mind - should hire Mukuro to torture Iemitsu to death - and he spares a moment to thank the stars that Reborn seems to find him harder to read these days and attributes this new change to the Inheritance Ceremony.

Small mercies.

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Intuitive Conclusions (sharp teeth of truth) - 10 - Inheritance arc

It takes them some time to meet and honestly with all this inheritance business, time is getting in shorter supply. "Sorry about that, I'm always watched." Tsuna apologises, cause it's absolutely the fault of his circumstances. "Best not say anything wrong out in the open."

Enma nods, a bit more settled than the day they set the meeting up, but the two had spent time together and his friend had learned how to read Tsuna's lies, like his Guardians had, they could sense the minute changes in his flames far better than Reborn could and being of the same age undoubtedly helped them decipher the whys.

He was just happy that these bonds, even if construed by Reborn as first, proved true and all of his friends covered for him. He'd seen Enma's guardians look at them with some confusion, but they all went along with it.

"You know what's wrong with my mom?" Indecisive his Intuition says. "Or you know my mom?" Truth.

Enma fidgets a bit, looking at the ground before visibly gathering his courage and looking to Tsuna. "Your mother is my dad's sister." Enma says and Tsuna freezes. Truth.

This. This has vast implications. His mom did not recognize Enma and from what Enma has spoken to him of his family, now obviously because they're Tsuna's family too, Enma looks a lot like his dad.

His mother should have recognized him immediately, or at least said something to the thought of him looking familiar, but nothing was said. His mother looked through Enma like she did through everyone but Iemitsu.

This also meant his mother was from a family with different flames. Truth.

Iemitsu probably knew of this. Truth.

Iemitsu picked mom specifically for this. Truth.

Tsuna could feel his hands shake.

"He lobotomized mom so he could get an heir." Truth.

Enma looked troubled and reached out to him. Tsuna took a deeper breath at the touch on his shoulder, he didn't know he stopped breathing. Enma looks like he wants to say something, something bad and doesn't want to unsettle Tsuna further. Tsuna swallows.

"It might be best I hear it now, whatever it is." Tsuna tells his...cousin. He has a cousin on his mother's side. He has an aunt and uncle and possibly more.  He's not alone. Tsuna takes a deep breath again.

Enma's lips thin, but he doesn't let go of Tsuna. "Your dad...he was after my family, our family…" Enma doesn't want to continue, but Tsuna's Intuition fills in the blanks.

"Mom stayed back to keep him back, as bait-" he chokes. Truth. He doesn't want to know that.

Tsuna puts his head in his hands, tries to breathe. There is hesitance in Enma's flames, in his body, but he still hugs Tsuna and Tsuna hugs him back, shakes.

Enma has no problem holding his entire weight and Tsuna is so grateful cause he can't stop crying. His cousin just holds him tighter and doesn't let go.

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Intuitive Conclusions (sharp teeth of truth) - 9 - Inheritance arc

He notices Enma's heavy flames curl. Even Enma can sense something off about his mother. But the more he watches the more Tsuna is confused.

His Intuition tells him his first answer was not complete.

Tsuna watches and tries to get Enma to relax more, as he usually would. Reborn is there, no space to interrogate his new acquaintance. His Intuition twitches. His new friend. His intuition twitches less, but still.

Well, his new something for certain.

It takes a while for Reborn to leave them alone and it's when they're doing homework. Tsuna has already logged the listening devices and a few cameras so he knows Reborn won't be able to see what he's writing.

He writes out a message to Enma and turns it over to him with a casual question. Enma leans over and while his face doesn't change as he reads, his flames do curl in unease an alarm.

He answers something bland, but writes down a possible meeting place in answer.

And so he has an appointment, with his new...something.

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Intuitive Conclusions (sharp teeth of truth) - 8 - TYL

Shadowy figures, other Vongola Bosses his Intuition tells him, who show him the horrors of what Vongola has done, don't really know him.

His head hurts, he'd not watch something like this willingly, but they don't know that his own Intuition had given his imagination more horror material than this, closer horror material every time he glimpses Iemitsu and his mother in the same space.

Vongola killed. Tortured, blackmailed, destroyed all these people whose demise is rolling in front of his eyes. It's horrific to watch, but the thought of Iemitsu, a man who is his father by blood, keeping his mother mentally damaged and sharing space, sharing bed-space with her makes him want to vomit up his organs.

"Shut up!" he screams at them, Flames lighting his eyes. "You are dead." He tells them with a weird sort of finality in his voice. It's some kind of flame-influenced speak his Intuition sings. "You have no say in what I do with Vongola, " they shuffle. " Don't presume I won't be casting all of you off of my back."

He'd already purged himself off of Iemitsu in this future. That thought galvanizes him.

He sees them move and another move forwards. This is undoubtedly Giotto, the first, the one at fault for all of Tsuna's life. Tsuna wants to punch him.

It must show on his face since the other stops out of reach, Flame mask on his face not hiding the small smile.

"Indeed." The ethereal voice echoes in the darkness and it brightens to endless Sky, Giotto's mask vanishes leaving his with only a flame on his forehead and orange eyes, Tsuna feels his own light up.

"You are the latest, and maybe last," the remnant speaks. " do as you will with what you have." Giotto's arm snakes out to his own and Tsuna can feel him do something to the ring with his flames, some kind of unlocking his Intuition pokes at him.

The ghost of his ancestor smiles at him, but takes care to stay out of reach as he says. "Sins of the past may try to cling to you, but they've met their match."

With that things go white and Tsuna is back in the sphere. His gloves have changed. He knows what to do.

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Intuitive Conclusions (sharp teeth of truth) - 7 - TYL

It is perhaps embarrassing that it took time travel for Tsuna's Intuition to cotton on to the fact that both he and Kyoko-chan are descendants of Vongola. Or rather Primo, Giotto, Ieyasu, whatever his name is. But looking at grown up Kyoko-chan, then later seeing Ieyasu he can clearly see their similarities, even with his own obvious ones.

He and Kyoko are throwbacks, distant cousins and given Ryouhei, and seeing Knuckle, it is obvious that those two lines intermarried. Tsuna is a bit embarrassed, but also SO very happy that Reborn did not figure it out. His intuition twinges and he flinches.

Maybe Reborn did know then. Truth.

What was the plan for Kyoko then? She's a Sky as well from what he's been able to sense. Truth

Tsuna pauses and goes back to the very first meeting of Reborn and Kyoko, things that happened after. Did Reborn plan for Tsuna to marry Kyoko? Truth.

Tsuna goes red with embarrassment before anger fills him.

No. They will not be manipulated like that.

He needs to find a way for Kyoko to know everything, it's only fair given the danger his older self put them all in. He needs to find a way to tell her this knowledge of their bloodline as well as teach her flames. She needs to be able to protect herself even if it's only with Intuition and being able to sense danger.

Tsuna sighs and lest his head his the wall. Lots of covert work again.

Could this Byakuran just disappear maybe? His Intuition says no. He sighs again.

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Intuitive Conclusions (sharp teeth of truth) - 6 - TYL

He never thought he'd be happy about someone else's pain, but he's honestly relieved to be alone with Hibari, where Reborn cannot hear, cannot find out. His intuition tells him that Hibari won't stand for anyone else listening in on his private spaces. It also tells him that Hibari won't lie to him.

"Is mom really on a vacation with Iemitsu?"

Hibari just looks at him seriously. There's a glimmer of respect there if he's not mistaken. A flicker of 'I-was-right-to-follow-you' his Intuition tells him.

"No." Hibari says. "You had Iemitsu killed some time ago."

It tells a lot about Tsuna, he thinks, that he's relieved at that information.

"Good." he sighs and drinks his tea. "She's alive?" he asks, "And safe?"

Hibari just nods and Tsuna relaxes further, that was a huge weight off of his back.

He bows and thanks Hibari for his honesty before leaving.

Tsuna thinks with a bit of bitterness how nobody had any tact when telling Takeshi of his father's death, but thought Tsuna would quail at Iemitsu's. He pulls a grimace of a smile. Now that was a miscalculation.

Maybe they thought he'd be as resentful of putting out the hit on his father as he was of his older self for pulling his friends into this war. That was an even grosser miscalculation of him. His nature.

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Intuitive Conclusions (sharp teeth of truth) - 5 - TYL

Tsuna experiences a bout of dread when he's told Iemitsu and mom are on a honeymoon, a vacation technically. He tires to show relief, but  feels it's obvious he's still worried.

At least the situation allows for it so no one is suspicious.

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Intuitive Conclusions (sharp teeth of truth) - 4

Tsuna uses the time while Reborn is gone to ask his mother something important.

Does she keep track of when Iemitsu calls her?

She does and is quite proud to show him, talks about romance and her manly husband, but Tsuna isn't paying attention, he's trying to see the pattern.

Because he has a suspicion. A nearly solid conclusion after talking to Reborn about possible Flame side-affects that he couched with his worries about Haru's stalking tendencies - real worries, because Reborn would see through it otherwise.

There is such a thing as Flame addiction. Given what he's learned of Iemitsu he would not put it past him. He'd never put anything past him again.